With the departure of the last group of people, there were only fourteen of us left at the foot of the Drum Tower Mountain at this time, but Sister Merlin and Brother Chang were still grinding behind the boulder, seeing that the sky was close to noon, they were anxious but didn't know what they were doing, and they didn't let us get close to the boulder, so Huang Tao had to open his throat and yell.

"I said, sister, are you still playing there, it's almost noon, what are you still putting up there, and we're the only ones left, can we leave today?"

"Let's go, why don't you go, let's go right away!"

At this moment, Chang Brother and Sister Merlin both walked out from behind the boulder, but neither of them said much and walked forward first.

"Smack!"

Often my brother's right hand moved forward slightly, and the tips of his thumb and middle finger flicked together, and he snapped his fingers to signal everyone to follow.

Everyone was speechless! Looking at Chang Brother's signature actions, I couldn't help but feel a burst of joy, and the depression of the past was swept away, and it seemed that I had returned to my childhood and opened those dusty memories ◎ I was sad ◎

Once reminisced like water, the past is like smoke.

However, the sorrow and flowers are gone, and he wants to dye the orchid pavilion.

The sorrow is dark and dust-free, and the rain is deep.

The heart is lonely in the middle of the night, and the dream is slightly sunk.

In those years, the road we walked together had too much suffering, but also a slight happiness, we could cry without scruples, or dance and laugh.

In those years, we were young, and we were together and separated.

Those years, the years of the story, although they have passed, cannot be forgotten!

Mid-Autumn Festival, May Day, National Day, Spring Festival, Birthday ...... Countless small things can bring us together and leave each other, we fish together, climb mountains together, play cards together, chase and play together......

Thinking of this person's eyes were slightly red, a little moist, this strange place, the death crisis all the time, but witnessed a love, that is the flesh and blood family love of ten fingers and hearts.

Rubbing his eyes slightly, he left fourteen distant backs at the foot of the Drum Tower Mountain, and their direction was exactly where the mysterious boy left.

There is no longer such a gloomy meaning, and an obsession is planted in everyone's heart, "Live! Let yourself live, let your relatives live! Go back, you have to go back a lot!"

Looking at the resolute expressions of my brothers and sisters, I was slightly shocked in my heart, and suddenly I had a kind of enlightenment.

Why should I, a big man, shed tears, is it depraved, cowardly, or sentimental...... , there should be both!

But the crying of those losers is meaningless, it will only add to the sadness of my brothers and sisters, and I will not easily shed a tear when I live.

I straightened my pace, puffed up my chest, and walked ahead, no longer half a step behind.

The road ahead is long, life is bumpy, and in the face of the unknown world, everyone will be afraid, but everyone has a kind of faith, which comes from the soul, from the power of life, no matter how you think, how it is, far away, my cry is the power of faith.

What can I do if I become obsessed with my thoughts? My persistence, my obsession! Brothers and sisters, I want you all to live! Go back together, back to the place where I was born and raised.

Faith, living faith, is to go back together......